Raising his eyes and glancing at the 'righteous person' who had been chasing after him, Jin Feng grabbed Ling Cheng and the night spirit, and with the continuous wave of his golden wings, he led the two to the barrier.

It's just that the barrier that protects the safety of the fox clan has long since become an enchantment wall that prevents them from escaping.

At the same time that the three of them landed, the golden phoenix had already retracted its wings, and the two flames in his palm converged, and they hit the enchantment with a sharp push.

But instead of opening, the barrier bounced back the flames, forcing Jin Feng to dodge away in a hurry.

Ling Cheng quickly stepped forward, silently reciting the term in his mouth, and the spiritual power in his palm gathered, holding the evil is a sword to slash down.

The originally indestructible barrier cracked open a crack in an instant, and then the entire barrier shook and finally disappeared completely.

Sure enough, Qu Yao's scheming was deep, and this enchantment was also laid by him personally, and with his death, the enchantment naturally became weaker, and Ling Cheng was his disciple, and he just broke this enchantment.

Before he could be extremely happy, Yu Jin had already led someone to catch up, and the scorched black and tattered blue costume was abandoned by him along with his shame, and replaced with a bright red robe, just like the anger burning in his eyes, red as blood.

On the other side, Tang Ying also brought his protégé to surround him, and at that time, almost all the creatures of the fox clan were dead, except for the two foxes and a golden phoenix in front of him.

"Ling'er, let's go!" Jin Feng began to push the night spirit again, she must live, with the blood of the fox clan.

"No, I'm not leaving!" the night spirit kept shaking his head, and the tears in his eyes finally stopped raging, but they were still red, swollen and painful.

"Ling'er, you remember! The fox clan can't be extinct, for the sake of the child, you must live well!" Jin Fengyan said, he had already flown in front of everyone, looked back and said, "Let's go!"

Ling Cheng had already walked in front of her, pressed his hands on her shoulders, hooked his lips and smiled: "Ling'er, you have paid so much for our children, don't give up at this time, take the little fox to live well." ”

The night spirit raised his eyes to meet his gaze, and knew that he wanted to leave himself behind.

She said: "We are husband and wife, born in the same nest, and died in the same hole, I will not go, never!"

Holding the trembling little white fox in his arms to his eyes, he kissed it on the top of his head, and said, "Sister, go find Brother Feiyu, never come back!"

After speaking, he forcibly gathered the spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and with a wave of his jade hand, the small white shadow gradually disappeared, and its mournful cry could be vaguely heard in his ears.

Ling Cheng knew that the night spirit was going to die with him, how could he bear it?

The big hand instantly moved to the Qiankun bag on his waist and took out the Qiankun painting.

That was what the night spirit had to let him take with him yesterday, she knew that she couldn't survive today, so she thought that she could be buried in the Qiankun painting after death, as long as Ling Cheng always carried this painting, she could always be by his side.

But she never thought that she survived, but Ling Cheng still took it out.

Seeing that Ling Cheng had thrown off the Qiankun painting, she kept shaking her head, crying and begging him not to, but seeing that he had begun to chant the terminology silently, she turned around and wanted to escape.

With a wave of his hand, Ling Cheng included the Night Spirit and the Golden Phoenix in the painting, no matter whether he left alive today or not, the Night Spirit must live.

When the silver light and the golden light disappeared in front of him, the palm of his hand slammed, and the open Qiankun painting was rolled up again.

He hid it on his chest and smiled evilly at the group of dazed cultivators, his starry eyes emitting a cold and cold light, and the evil swept all the way across the ground, scraping out dazzling sparks.

At that time, the so-called 'righteous people' had surrounded him, and Twilight had met him head-on.

Ling Cheng said angrily: "Is it you, right?" It was he who designed all this, and it was he who killed the fox king and Fu Yao, and wiped out the entire fox clan.

Twilight Han stopped, shook his head and sighed, "Senior brother, why are you so obsessed with killing a teacher for the sake of a fox demon.

In vain, the old man still wants to pass on his mantle to you, no wonder the master has not been able to close his eyes with peace of mind until he dies.

Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

A fierce question shook everyone's hearts, as if they had seen Ling Cheng kill Xiang Yao with their own eyes, the disgust and disgust in their eyes were not hidden, and the long swords dripping with blood in their hands were raised into the air, and they would not hesitate to attack as soon as their master gave an order.

Collusion with the fox clan and deceiving teachers to destroy ancestors is really a heinous crime, and it should be punished!

Ling Cheng had already understood that Twilight Han had killed Xiang Yao and planted the blame on him, making him the target of everyone's criticism and punishment!

But if Twilight underestimated himself, even if these people didn't think about killing him, he would have killed them with his own hands.

What heavenly morality, what demon eradication, and what righteous deeds are all made up by their own group, they are the scum of Nasven, the heinous traitors.

"Haha...... , Twilight, you and I have been fighting openly and secretly for more than ten years, and we will settle this account at once today!"

The arrogant tone revealed infinite desolation, he had never sought fame and fortune in this life, he just wanted to protect the goodness in his heart and protect his favorite Ling'er.

It's a pity, Twilight had to force him to kill, so he first watered the sword in his hand with his blood.

Punish evil, not demons, only evil and evil!

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were as sharp as arrows, and he hurried dozens of steps, holding the evil in his palm tightly, and aiming at Twilight's neck, he crossed it with a sword.

Twilight Han smiled evilly, bent his waist back, the sword body roared past his eyes, and then straightened his waist, holding the sword to block the long sword that came across again.

The two swords collided suddenly, both of them glared at each other angrily, and their palms were used again, and the blades of the swords grazed past, bringing bursts of sparks.

Barely for a moment, the two of them slashed with their swords again, and the sword light in their palms flew like a thunderbolt into the wind where the other party was, only to see the shattered cold light flash in front of them.

Ling Cheng turned his arm, and the evil immediately spun in his palm, rolling the sound that diffused in the sky and falling down, almost sweeping Twilight's hand into it.

Twilight Han let go of his hand and shook the hilt with his True Qi, defusing his attack.

The two of them rose into the air in unison, jumping in the dust, and their sword qi had reached the limit of collapse.

The fierce battle, so fast that only the sound could be heard, quickly exhausted their lightning speed.

With a sudden shock, Dusk Han fell directly from the air to the ground, and the long sword slid suddenly, spitting out a mouth full of scarlet.

Ling Cheng stood firmly, glaring at him with a mixture of resentment and disgust, and said coldly: "If you lose, suffer death!"

The evil spirit clenched again, and the tip of his foot lightly touched the sand, and it was a fierce sword slash.

"Brute, Hugh is arrogant!" Yu Jin roared angrily, and a flying body was already in front of Twilight Han, holding a sword to block the evil spirit, but he was shocked back several steps.

Ling Cheng smiled coldly, his wrist turned sharply again, and he caught up with Yu Jin's footsteps in one arrow step.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and Ling Cheng suddenly woke up, only to feel that an extremely strong wind was hitting his back.

At this time, the evil in his hand was intersecting with Yu Jin's long sword, and it was extremely difficult to advance an inch, let alone change his move back to the sword and block backwards.

He had to withdraw his evil spirit, leaned over, and wanted to dodge the attack sideways, but after all, he was still a step too late, and the long sword in Tang Ying's hand had already penetrated his shoulder, which was the position where the fox king stabbed before.

The white clothes, which had been stained red with blood, were covered with blood again, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he leaned forward sharply, and pulled himself away from the long sword.

turned around, and it was a sword sweep, but Tang Ying easily dodged it.

A moment later, Tang Ying swung his sword again and slashed at the top of Ling Cheng's head.

Ling Cheng raised the evil sideways, pushed hard, and blocked Tang Ying, and then turned his wrist sharply and stabbed towards Tang Ying's chest.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ying's eyes were fast, and he jumped to his back, landed steadily, and then stabbed him in the back with a sword.

Ling Cheng made a sharp turn, and the evil spirit was lifted from the bottom to the top, picking away the long sword in Tang Ying's hand, and the blade of the sword turned to swing towards his neck.

Tang Ying was calm and composed, constantly turning his wrist, setting up the fast and ruthless sword in Ling Cheng's hand, and constantly moving backwards.

At this time, the darkness had already covered the entire Lingxi, and it seemed that only the sound of the sword crashing could be heard in the ears, and it seemed that even the birds in the mountains had hid because of timidity, hiding in the pine trees, silent.

Twilight gets up from the ground and yells, "Kill him!"

With that roar, the monks who were watching the battle raised their swords one after another.

The monster that moved like lightning as if it was in the darkness rushed towards Ling Cheng.

In the darkness, I saw the long blade constantly swinging, bursting out with dazzling cold light, and every time the light of the blade flashed, blood beads splashed in all directions, and one monk after another fell down one after another.

The fierce battle lasted all night, and as soon as dawn broke, the bodies of countless monks were seen lying on the ground.

Ling Cheng's white clothes had already been dyed blood-red, and there were countless wounds on his body, large and small.

He held the evil in one hand and the Qiankun painting in the other, his squirted cheeks stained with the blood of others, and his eyes radiated a vicious light.

There were a few dozen people left on the opposite side, and they were more or less colored.

Twilight Han looked at Yu Jin and Tang Ying on the side, his eyes flashed with light, and he said: "Ling Cheng, I think about the love between you and my senior brothers, as long as you hand over the fox demon, I can spare your life!"

The people behind him looked at each other, obviously very disgusted by his words, how could they let him go so easily when they had killed so many people.

Yu Jin was even more angry and trembled: "Spare him! You are dreaming! There are so many people dead under the main door of this island, and you must pay for it with blood!"

The others raised their swords and shouted: "Blood debt and blood to pay ......!"

Listening to it makes people's hearts throb and blood congeals.

Twilight Han showed a sinister smile that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, he had never cared about the brotherly relationship, this move was to deliberately provoke their fighting spirit and make them share the same hatred, except for Ling Cheng, who was a thorn in his side.

Ling Cheng's cold eyes swept over everyone, his hand holding Qiankun's painting tightened again, turned around and disappeared into this gloom.

He is not afraid of death, but he has to protect the night spirits, and in seven days, their children will be born, and at this time, they must not let the Qiankun painting fall into the hands of others.